He Zhengfeng looked at the direction Han Zhuo left and glanced at Ma Chaocheng: "This is the master you are talking about?"

Ma Chaocheng was dumbfounded: "He, he, he...... That wasn't the case just now. ”

Seeing that Han Zhuo was about to disappear from view, He Zhengfeng hurriedly summoned Gangfeng and followed closely with Ye Bo.

Ma Chaocheng didn't have time to think about it, so he had to do it, and finally caught up with He Zhengfeng in front of him, and said loudly: "Senior brother, did he deliberately release water and divert the tiger from the mountain?"

He Zhengfeng replied: "It's possible, let's act when the opportunity arises, such a good opportunity, even if he doesn't kidnap Lu Qiu Jing, it will be a huge gain to be able to find out some news about the Sword Sect." ”

The two brothers followed Han Zhuo closely, Han Zhuo was afraid that the volley would be too fast, and they would not be able to keep up, so they had to follow them, stepping on the leaves of the wind-swept trees and slowly flying towards the direction of the frozen spring.

Rao is like this, he has to wait for them every once in a while, touched his chin by the way, and scolded in pain: "Damn, if they hadn't bitten their lips, they wouldn't have dared to follow." ”

In this way, the trip of at most half an hour took more than two hours before Han Zhuo could see the snow-capped mountain where the frozen spring was located from a distance.

Lu Qiu Jing sat on a big rock, holding his cheeks with both hands, and on the ground next to him, the Ice Spirit Sword Spirit was running around, Lu Qiu Jing looked at him and said, "Can you stop for a while?"

Thinking that this guy may not have seen the sun for tens of thousands of years, it is inevitable that he will be a little excited, and he will not care about him, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw the wind and water not far ahead, and two huge waves in mid-air, one tide on top of the other, surging towards this side.

With joy in his heart, he stood up on the spot with a force on his feet, and sure enough, he saw Han Zhuo stepping on the front of the waves and flying towards this side, and the waves under his feet turned out to be layers of thin branches and leaves.

Lu Qiu Jing thought happily in his heart: "It's better to step on the waves and walk more majesticly, volleying into the void, it's almost faster, but it's not so good-looking." ”

Seeing that he had arrived at his destination, Han Zhuo no longer cared about the slow speed of the two brothers behind him, so he stepped over quickly, and stepped on it directly, saying that he would do a full set of plays, lay down on the ground, and rolled a few times.

Lu Qiujing was taken aback, helped Han Zhuo up, and saw that there was still blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, and he was even more shocked: "You...... Are you hurt?"

Han Zhuo scolded: "I didn't expect you to be so despicable and shameless, two to fight one." ”

When did Lu Qiujing see Han Zhuo's attitude, she forgot that she was acting, her eyes suddenly moistened, and she almost didn't cry, but in a blink of an eye, she saw that He Zhengfeng and Ma Chaocheng had already followed behind, and then saw Han Zhuo keep glancing at herself, only then did she understand, and she suddenly burst into laughter.

Not far away, on the big stone where Luqiu was originally sitting quietly, Bing Luo looked at all this speechlessly, hugged his chest and sneered coldly: "Childish!"

"Senior Sister Lu Qiu Jing, do you really have to be here?" Ma Chaocheng took the lead in landing on two feet, standing in front of Lu Qiu Jing, facing Han Zhuo, as if facing a great enemy.

He Zhengfeng was in mid-air at this time, still standing on a small whirlwind, and the leaves under his feet kept spinning like a top: "I am He Zhengfeng, a disciple of Jian Youchen of the Martial Arts National Art Museum, what is this friend called?"

Han Zhuo thought to himself that the Shinto Society would not be bad for this pot anyway: "Eight Grid Press, I am the Shendao Society...... The hawk Satoshi Yamamoto sits under the Sanada blade, the two of you fight one, it is not a real skill, and you have the ability to fight with me. ”

He Zhengfeng suddenly became furious, and his eyes almost burst into flames: "What? You are Sanada Blade, I will kill you today to avenge my senior brother." ”

Han Zhuo slapped his head: "It's over, it's done, I forgot that Sanada Blade is the person they hate the most now, and they want to kill the person who avenges Cai Xuwen." ”

Ma Chaocheng's eyes were also blood-red, he didn't care about what to turn the tiger away from the mountain, he pushed it with both hands, in a hugging posture, this was no longer the environment in the woods just now, and what followed his wind was countless gravel under his feet, like a sand table, gathered around his body.

"Take your life. Ma Chaocheng roared, and the sand table suddenly turned into the appearance of two half-moon scimitars, and Han Zhuo slashed together.

He Zhengfeng was not idle, the leaves under his feet were like a long dragon swimming, and the two of them attacked one by one, and the other was captured, vowing to put Han Zhuo to death.

"That's pretty much it. Han Zhuo evoked the wind, retreated hundreds of meters in a row, and shouted: "Eight grids to press the road, you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and it's the best way to go." ”

No longer entangled with the two brothers, after leaving the battle circle, one raised his foot, volleyed into the void, dodged even farther away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ma Chaocheng rushed forward two steps forward and said hatefully: "Damn, running too fast." ”

He Zhengfeng also fell to the ground at this time: "There will always be a day when blood debts will be repaid." ”

Lu Qiu Jing suddenly felt a trace of sadness behind him, and thought to himself: "Compared to the two martial arts masters Wang Zongmu and Tan Zhenming who came in after the Martial Arts National Art Hall, the two of them have the deepest relationship with the senior brother, and I don't know when the teacher will be able to catch that Sanada blade." ”

Thinking about it again, I must not be able to tell them the truth of today's incident, it hurts their hearts too much.

Beckoning lightly to the ice spirit on the big stone, although the ice spirit was reluctant, it still did a front flip, jumping directly onto Lu Qiu Jing's palm, Lu Qiu Jing said softly and very seriously: "I can't let the two senior brothers in front of me know about today's matter." ”

Bing Luo was curious: "So what? I won't say it doesn't mean that others won't say it." ”

Lu Qiujing replied very simply: "Then I don't care, now there are only the two of us here, and if any of them know, I will take it as what you said." ”

Bingluo stroked his head: "Don't say it, when you talk about reason, you really look like you are convincing with reason." ”

"It's good to know. Lu Qiujing put Bingluo in his pocket again, and told him not to come out to meet people, before walking behind the two senior brothers, "Senior Brother He, Senior Brother Ma, it's so good to see you, I'm about to freeze to death." ”

This is true, she has indeed been in this snowy peak for a few hours, the altitude is high, even if it is cold, the air is still very thin, and I don't know how Bingluo was in the mood to spread joy everywhere just now.

Ma Chaocheng turned his head when he came: "Senior Sister Lu Qiujing, are you okay?"

Lu Qiujing shook his head: "No." ”

He Zhengfeng asked: "Senior sister, do you know why that person kidnapped you, he said that his name is Sanada Blade, why do I always feel that he doesn't make it like the hidden knife technique that the teacher often mentions." ”

Lu Qiujing still shook her head: "I don't know either." "I'm afraid that they will break the casserole again and ask to the end," two senior brothers, I am cold and hungry, I miss the teacher and Weiwei and them. ”

He Zhengfeng pulled her arm: "Then let's go, let's go home first, fill our stomachs and then talk." ”